Black Forest Strike, my light speed ship was exposed

The performance of the satellite-class fortress amazed everyone.

It also made the rebels realize that if they insisted on attacking, they would all be lost here.

The assistance brought by Sanguinius was beyond everyone's imagination.

The power of human beings far exceeded that of gods, at least in the physical level.

Terra.

The hot wind rolled up dust clouds, sweeping across the desolate desert basin.

The twilight in the distant sky was reflected by a burning hive city with a red light.

A hive city rebelled.

Even after witnessing the magnificent power controlled by humans, they did not hesitate to throw themselves into the arms of the gods.

The long dream made them weak in mind, and the return of darkness brought by Horus made them completely collapse and become demented things toyed with by evil gods.

A spinning dust ball stopped for a few seconds, then spun faster and faster, as if controlled by some mysterious force.

The air around it was stimulated by the sudden rise of energy, and the flashes vibrated in the dust, flying and forming a vague figure of a man.

A blue flash appeared in the air, and then a jagged track was cut on the road.

The track was slowly torn apart, and a crack appeared, pouring out blue and purple waves.

A man stepped out of the crack.

He had short black hair.

Strands of silver hair emerged from the black hair.

He licked his cracked lips.

The crack closed behind him, leaving him in the desert.

An old woman wrapped in a pale scarf and a dark red coat sat on a rock.

Her eyes widened as she watched the man appear.

The old woman was thin, and one of her arms was made of metal.

There was a bag next to her, which was full of clothes and some water.

"Who are you?" the old woman looked at the man and asked.

"People like to call me John." The man said.

"So which side are you on, the Warmaster or the Emperor?" the old woman asked with a puzzled look on her face.

John could see that the woman's hand was trying to take out a weapon.

It was a 0.5cm caliber laser pulse gun, and a casual shot could break his head.

"I belong to myself, and no one is my master. You are very vigilant, but I have no malice."

John said.

"I came from that hive. They are all crazy, shouting the name of the unclean false god." The woman pointed to the giant hive with flames rising in the distance.

It was so magnificent, towering into the sky.

But now, it is burning.

The smell of blood and fear emanated from there.

"That shameful traitor brought the flames of war back to the holy land of mankind." The old woman took out a gun and pointed it at John. Are you one of those traitors?

"I belong to another camp." John said.

He didn't care that the woman pointed a gun at him.himself, but looked up at the sky.

The huge flash made him realize that the war in space was still going on.

The flash, which was as bright as the sun, came from the edge of the galaxy, showing the confrontation between humans and evil gods, and humans' contempt for evil gods.

"Humans are much stronger than the cult imagined. Traitors are not their opponents. If humans can survive, I guess nothing can be their opponent."

Seeing the flash in the sky, John said to himself.

He is an agent of the cult, an artificial immortal.

The cult was created by the Eldar, and John works for them.

Those damn long ears originally had technology beyond humans. They gave John immortality, let him serve the cult, and committed the crime of betraying humans.

In Macragge, he stabbed the spear into the chest of Volkan, the Primarch of the Salamanders.

Of course, that was not to kill Volkan.

When facing Vulkan, John hesitated.

He understood what the Cabal wanted to do.

They wanted him to hand over the spear to the Night Haunter, Curze.

Only Curze could kill the Primarch with the spear, killing all the Primarchs loyal to the Emperor and mankind.

Only in this way, the Emperor who lost his loyal Primarch would fail under the siege of Horus.

Humanity would soon come to an end.

Chaos would be destroyed along with the destruction of mankind.

This was their prophecy.

How much truth there was in it, John didn't know.

John felt that there was none at all, if those long ears could predict the future so accurately.

Then their Eldar Empire would not have turned into ruins in the long river of time.

When faced with the final choice.

John finally chose his own race.

He injected his life energy into Volkan's body, helping Volkan reshape his soul so that Volkan could continue to fight for humanity.

Originally, John was doomed.

But he still lived. Those long ears rescued him and gave him a new mission.

John didn't want to do it at first.

But every secret agent was helpless and controlled by them.

Last time he was able to go against their will, he had already used up all his cards.

Now he either followed their instructions or endured the pain of despair.

Don't expect death.

In this world, death will only be more painful.

The Eldar have mastered the psychic technology of playing with the dead.

After death, he may continue to be tortured by them.

John was sent back to Terra.

He had to complete his mission to qualify for death.

The mission was also simple. He had to find a way to help Horus win.

Only in this way will humanity perish in the galaxy.

Chaos will gradually weaken and eventually die out.

"Even if the Emperor dies, humanity probably won't perish." John looked at the sky and shook his head.

With such power alone, even if only one loyal Primarch survived, I'm afraid they would be able to defeat the rebels.

The old woman blinked her eyes as the smoke and dust rose, but found that the man was gone.

She looked around vigilantly, and after confirming that the other party had left, she put away her gun and left.

The nest city where generations have lived has become a chaotic place of burning, killing and looting by the evil god's believers. Only by staying away can you survive by chance.

With Horus returning to Terra, many forces entered Terra.

Various powerful races believe in the religions of the gods. They all believe that they have mastered the final truth and are qualified to become an important weight on the scale of war.

It's not just them who have such ideas, but also Horus, the dark gods, etc.

It's a pity that no one knows.

The fate was destined when Macragge, and the victory will belong to mankind.

When the four loyal primarchs chose to support Lusha in sending a message for help.

The victory of the war was already doomed.

The choice of the ants is meaningless in front of the steel giant wheel that transcends the times.

Whether it is the gods or the Eldar, everything they do is meaningless.

In front of the magnificent multiverse power, everything in this universe is destined to be crushed by the terrible power of mankind, and no one is spared.

It will still take some time for the final judgment to come.

The laughter of the gods and traitors is also getting more and more rampant in ignorance.

They are completely unaware of the approaching destruction and think that victory is at hand.

Outer galaxy.

Abaddon, who realized that he could not win in a direct space battle, could only rely on the power of the gods.

Otherwise the rebels will be defeated.

The technology possessed by the loyalists is too powerful, and that damn mysterious aid is more terrifying than he imagined.

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Another thing is even more terrible. Guilliman is on his way to Terra with his men.

The Lord of the XIII Legion has an army that can turn the traitors and the loyalists of the entire solar system into atoms.

If they cannot capture the solar system before Guilliman arrives.

By then, even if the Emperor is crazy, he will not be a match for Guilliman who is coming later even if he stands on the side of Horus.

Guilliman carries more star destroyers and firepower warships, and even mature anti-psychic facilities.

It is completely aimed at the gods and traitors.

Once they miss the time, they will definitely not have any chance of winning.

The evil gods are also afraid of the Emperor's victory.

Once the Emperor wins, it means that they are likely to be isolated from the Milky Way by the Emperor using the Webway.

Then the invasion of this universe will leave a gap until one day it is expelled.

ForTo achieve the final victory, they also need to go all out.

Countless demons were driven.

It costs a price for these invisible things to come to the real universe.

But Horus and the traitors paid this price with unimaginable lives, and opened the door for these invisible things with the death and blood of a large number of humans.

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Accompanied by the prayer ceremony of Arak, the shadow shuttled through each space station, and the darkness gathered at the edge of the fire surged upward, spread across the walls, and swallowed all the light.

Whispers echoed in everyone's mind.

An observer walked quickly in the passage, and suddenly he stopped, and an ominous premonition eroded him.

Strange whispers and hoarse laughter came from the darkness.

He took out the gun at his waist, and the arc jumped at the muzzle, and a beam of light would burst out at any time.

Accompanied by a whistle of wind like passing through the teeth of a skull, a strange creature walked out of the darkness.

A huge eyeball grew sharp hands and feet.

Its flesh and blood were like stinking swamp mud, rolling with black bubbles, and an ominous and nauseating breath rushed into the observer's mouth and nose.

He swore that he had never seen such a terrible and ominous thing.

It was like a monster that should only exist in nightmares.

They carried the most extreme malice and hatred.

The observer's body was reflected in the yellow-brown pupils of the eyeball monster, which was full of mockery and irony.

Such a thing should not exist in the real universe.

It was given a form by the vicious witchcraft and sacrifice of the traitors.

Their existence is the greatest mockery of real creatures, and a blasphemy and malice to life.

"Damn it." The observer immediately realized that this was not a friend of mankind, but a terrible monster that tried to drag mankind into the eternal abyss.

He immediately shot and kept pulling the trigger.

The pulse laser pierced the body of the flesh monster.

But he didn't notice that a monster with a dry body and blood oozing from the flesh appeared behind him.

The monster stabbed the observer's flesh and limbs with a sword and laughed hideously.

The observer was deprived of all his life evolution, and the seeds of venom were planted in his body.

Another abominable, but completely different monster crawled out of his body and fled into the darkness.

This was not an exception, but a full-scale offensive from the darkness.

Countless screams sounded everywhere, and the battle started inside the defense line.

The gods must destroy Terra. Only in this way can they gain the dominance of the galaxy and control the entire universe.

On the satellite-class fortress.

Sigismund, who was sitting in the control room, also heard the screams coming from all over the fortress.

"Abaddon is coming. ”

Before his death, an Imperial Fist called out the name of the rebel Seven in the communication.